Page 6 of Sold to the Alphas

Steam curled around the bathroom like a lazy fog, clinging to my skin as I stepped out of the shower. My muscles ached from the tension I hadn’t realized I was carrying, the heat working out knots that had settled deep in my back. A damp, heavy towel clung to me as I stood in front of the fogged mirror. My reflection was blurry, unrecognizable—a ghost of myself.

The events of the past few days weighed on me—attacking Raol, my imprisonment, my father’s betrayal, my sister’s tearful face, the council’s cold indifference. It was all too much, too fast. Even now, surrounded by the luxury of their neutral territory home, I felt untethered, like a kite caught in a storm, my string stretched thin and ready to snap.

I rubbed a hand over my face, willing myself to stay present., when a sharp knock at the door made me jump.

“Are you alright in there?” August’s deep voice carried through the door, steady but laced with a concern that felt foreign coming from him.

“Yes,” I called back, though I wasn’t sure I meant it.

“Come out when you’re ready,” he responded after a moment of silence.

I breathed out, gripping the counter for support.

All three alphas had a commanding, intimidating presence, and I had felt it since I arrived. They each had their own unique intensity—August was restrained and calculating, though the fire behind his green eyes hinted at something barely leashed. Finn was the opposite—bold, unpredictable, and sharp-tongued, his every word a challenge or a tease. And Marshall...Marshall was the most unnerving. He was quiet, watching with a cold intensity that made me feel like he was dissecting me with his gaze.

The thought of them waiting for me sent a shiver down my spine—not entirely unpleasant. I must be getting delirious from exhaustion.

I swallowed hard, steeling myself as I opened the door.

The main room was dimly lit, the shadows flickering from a fire crackling in the stone hearth. All three alphas were there, gazes snapping to me when I stepped in.

Finn, of course, was the first to break the silence.

“Well,” he drawled, his scarred lips curling into a mischievous grin. “Are we going to stand here all night, or are we going to welcome her properly?”

August’s jaw tightened, but he didn’t object. Instead, he pushed off the doorframe and stepped closer, his movements deliberate. “We don’t need theatrics, Finn,” he said, his voice low and firm. “This isn’t a game.”

“Who said anything about a game?” Finn replied, his grin widening as he took a step toward me. His gaze flicked down to my lips, then back to my eyes. “We’ve brought her into our home. It’s only polite to let her know what that means.”

My breath hitched as Finn closed the distance between us, his fingers brushing lightly against my wrist. His touch was warm and electric, and his smirk softened just enough to make me question whether he was teasing or testing me.

My cheeks burned, and I tightened my grip on the edges of the towel like it was a shield. “What do you mean?” I asked.

“We need to rid you ofhisscent,” Marshall responded. “It’s the only way he’ll leave you alone now that you’ve made a mockery of him. You won’t fully bond with us until his hold is broken.”

The reminder of Raol sent a chill through me, my stomach twisting at the thought of his claim lingering on my skin. But this? This felt even more terrifying. Ridding myself of Raol’s claim on me was a freedom I had always dreamed of, but it was impossible to do it alone.

Bonds between alphas and omegas were sacred—at least, they were supposed to be. They were supposed to be affectionate—loving, even. Omegas served their alpha, providing care and nurturing them. In return, alphas were meant to protect their omegas and provide for them in every way imaginable.

Unsurprisingly, this bond had become corrupted in recent years. Alphas behaved aggressively and unpredictably, which affected their relationships with their omegas. Raol had never once treated me like a precious thing, and the bond he’d forced on me had only ever done more harm than good.

Even now, I could feel the tether to him, strained and barely there as it was. His scent lingered in my glands, and...god, I had dreamed of being rid of him. I knew it would be uncomfortable—that my biology would be upset about changing alliances—but submitting to these new alphas, allowing them to placetheirclaim on my body, ridding the old claim as if it never existed...

It would be more than freeing. It would beeverything.

“And you’ll help me?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.

“We’ll do more than help, Omega,” Finn said, his rougher now, his playful grin replaced by something sharper. “We’ll make you forget he ever existed.”

Before I could react, Finn’s mouth was on mine. His kiss wasn’t gentle—it was demanding, claiming, leaving no room for hesitation. His hands found my neck and tightened, tilting my head just enough to deepen the kiss, and I felt his heat, the sheer dominance radiating off him like wildfire. When he pulled back, his lips still hovered dangerously close to mine, his scarred mouth curling into that habitual smirk.

I took a shaky breath but didn’t resist when the other two came closer, though my heart pounded so hard I thought it might burst. August moved first, his hand closing around my wrist, tugging me away from Finn with a roughness that made my pulse spike. He didn’t say a word as he pulled me against him, his dark eyes locking onto mine with a smoldering intensity that made it hard to breathe.

“Let go, Omega. We’ll keep you safe.”

The words hit me harder than they should have, breaking something loose inside me. I sagged slightly, my body betraying my resolve as their touch overwhelmed my senses.

August’s lips brushed mine, tentative and testing at first. When I didn’t pull away, the kiss deepened, his hand slipping to the back of my neck to anchor me. His scent, warm and woodsy, wrapped around me, sinking into my skin with every second that passed.

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